Kasch paused in mid swing, slowly slightly as he looked at Arya. Cheating? He wasn't sure how he could be since he wasn't using his wings. And surely if he'd had them out then it'd be much harder. Sure he might be able to fly a little off the swing but that wouldn't have helped.

Arya's sneezing snapped him from his thoughts, by which time he was barely moving at all- idly swinging back and forth just moments from being still. He looked at her, "If I don't use them, I'm not cheating!" he called out though he didn't sound mad or anything, more like he was stilling trying to figure out which was true.

Turning back his attention to his swing, he threw himself backwards trying to get back his momentum. Mumbling incoherently he wondered about trying to use his wings, but then she'd surely see he sucked at flying and the thought left as quickly as it came. If he was going to win, it'd be fairly.